IC: He heard a feminine voice behind him as he was examining a dagger that he planned to use. Richard took a quick glance and replied, "Hello, I am...." When his head turned back to the blade in his hands, he paused. The noble turned and looked at the woman. His heart began to beat faster as he stared at her exalted beauty. "Richard Daniels," he found himself speaking, "at your service." He felt the daemon begin to stir in his mind again.
Tirana nods "It is good to meet you Richard Daniels. You can just call me Tirana. May I ask what you are or where before joining this army?" She smiles at him, a little teasingly leaning foward slighlty so her clevage is showing better... "I recognize something from you appearence, something about you are something that I was used to see before"
IC: The name sounded familiar but his memory of it was faint and he could not recognize a thing about her. But she knew something about him. Have they really met before or was it a way to seduce him towards a pleasurable end. If it were the latter, it was almost working. As Tirana leaned forwards, his eyes suddenly were attracted to the curves of her breasts. Focus on the task at hand! The daemon's whispers in his mind allowed his consciousnesses to snap momentarily back into reality but it did not end the feeling of lust. His gaze had quickly returned to her face. "I... I was a nobleman of this world. Why? Have we met before?"
Tirana tilts her head... she smiles "A nobelman, huh? Oh my, should I bow?" She giggles loudly "hmm, i don't think I have met you... I maybe have, I don't know. I was once the daughter of the Immared family from Irus IV. Slaughterd my whole family." She walks closer to him, her hips swaying seducely. She smiles still at him. She feels that something is off... but she don't think it is something too bad. (OOC: I say it is that family, but I don't think I did put it in the character sheet... DAMN it... we use it xD and if he reminds her, remember that she was ugly back then... a small ugly child... with her head (not face) covered with something... to cover her horns, which he didn't know of at that time)
*Alexander crossed his arms once again and bowed and walked away from Sharr to go prepare the Brotherhood, but not before stopping at the cultist and the mutant witch* "why dont you tell him about the daemon inside of you now? the one that now keeps you leashed to the undivided sorcerer?" *he says, sounding thoroughly amused by the fact*
Tirana looks over at Alexander and tilts her head "And why don't you find a deamon that can fill that empty head of yours? I can hear the echo from here. There is so much room that I am sure you could fit a greaterdeamon in there without any problem" She smiles at him and one or two cultists giggle slightly at that comment.
"no one knows what goes on in my head witch, and this ensures it stays that way" *indicating the collar of Khorne around his neck* "you have no idea what plans go on in my mind, and trust me, you do not want to know... that thing... how does it feel to have something constantly violating the privacy of your VERY MIND? knowing you are ultimately at that sorcerer's will?"
Tirana nods. "Indeed no one knows, because you can't know something that don't exist, I may have a Deamon in my flesh but atleast I can keep my head in a thinkable state during battle." She puts her hands on her hips and looks at him in a fashion a teacher looks on a child who is behaving silly, a look that would feel infuriating for ALOT of people. "Do you even know that you where close to failing you mission? In your bloodcraze you injured the priest and if you hadn't been so lucky he would maybe had died before Lord Sharr would have gotten his hands on him"
"i seriously doubt he would have died from a broken leg, he may not have walked again, but he would have lived.... *now looking at the noble* he looks to be about the same body size as the priest... we can always test my theory on a living person if you wish"
IC: Richard was about to respond to Tirana's comment when a large figure approached them. He looked at the arrival and was awestruck. Even for an astartes, this warrior was huge. The intimidating stature and bulk of the chaos space marine shattered much of the lustful effects of Tirana's looks. He listened to the astartes and Tirana banter. The talk of the daemon bound within Tirana and obviously Khorne-worshipping astartes injuring a priest that must have been taken alive; Richard smiled as he enjoyed seeing and hearing the banter. When the warrior turned towards Richard and spoke of testing to see if breaking a man's leg would kill him or not, the noble was struck with fear. Even though he was skilled at hiding such a feeling, the threatening look and terrifying voice of the astartes made him shake a little. However, he managed to speak clearly and calmly. "Well now, considering the battle to come, there will be an ample number of mortals for you to try it out."
